Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Ireland and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Babytalk to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Swans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wally Richardson,
Quantec,
The Five Americans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lungfish,
Rotary Connection,
The Zeros,
Jawbox,
Eden Ahbez,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
World's Most,
Jeff Lynne,
The Electric Prunes,
Camberwell Now,
Inner City,
the Bar-Kays,
Infiniti,
Stereo Dub,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Section 25,
Gang of Four,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Gladiators,
Joe Smooth,
Tommy Roe,
Mantronix,
Scion,
The Evens,
K-Klass,
Skriet,
Buzzcocks,
Faust,
Monolake,
Zapp,
Fela Kuti,
Fear,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy Collins,
David McCallum,
AZ,
Robert Hood,
The Walker Brothers,
MC5,
the Soft Cell,
The Moleskins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Average White Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Isaac Hayes,
Derrick May,
Gichy Dan,
Metal Thangz,
Lightning Bolt,
Laurel Aitken,
Soft Machine,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scientists,
a-ha,
Aural Exciters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.